Bad hair day? BAD timing.

Coming at you from… my home! It is me, Abby, again. Stir crazy and cabin fever may have set in and just might be in full swing, but, a quote I saw today on social media was basically stating that instead of saying “stuck at home”, say “safe at home”. I like that, I dig it, and I am down with it. Nicer words, better energy, and a more positive train of thought, and totally makes sense. ALL for it, peeps! (“peeps” is short for people by the way. If I hadn’t just channeled my mind into being “safe at home” who knows what that last word might have been ;)!) I. Am. KIDDING. I want each and everyone of you safe at home, and there is absolutely no joke about that.

Let’s move on. So, I was in my kitchen cooking dinner which tonight, was french onion soup. It turned out AWESOME if anyone is curious (comment below if you want the recipe) . Meanwhile, my sisters and I are group texting. My sister, Kerry, asked what each of us were doing. My sister, Maggie, had responded with “I just got done with giving Jake (her husband) a haircut!!!!” (all of those exclamation marks WERE in fact in the text by the way.) It got me to thinking, first and foremost – OH CRAP! Then, I thought – hey that is a great blog post idea. My husband literally not too long ago, asked me to shave some of his neck hair. Before you say ewww, it was the part that grows a little down from where your normal hairline stops. I was hesitant at first, but I did do it. I did it well, or at least I would like to believe. He had no complaints sooooo…? Anyway, it got me to thinking, since most salons and barbers are closed, your boyfriend or husband might ask you to be their stylist. In my recent blog, I had mentioned, you might just find your hobby out of this whole stay at home order. You MIGHT find your calling! Why not say “Yes, honey!”. Or, like, “Ok.” That is fine (and more realistic, too.) My sister had then texted saying she told him “hair grows back.” While that is NOT the most comforting thing to hear, it is true. In these times where things are shut down, we can learn. That does not mean that my husband will be cutting my hair anytime soon, but for anyone out there that needs a really good hair cut, a color, highlight, or a blow-out, maybe trust the one you are currently being held captive with. I mainly wrote this about men’s haircuts but that is because women can grow out their hair. They can get away with not having a trim for a few months, and if a grey hair spikes through, cut it. Hey, all gone! I also saw a meme on social media about how we all will now see peoples real hair colors being reveled. It is funny, and it gave me a laugh. However, maybe it’s not so bad? At the end of the day, we are who we are, and we’re beautiful. At the end of this, we all are going to love SO hard. It won’t matter if your hair is long, grey, blonde, brown, black, red! (If it is like, purple or blue, that is not natural, and we’ll know if you have been up to something. Even still, you’re gorg, but might have some questions.)

To all the salons, and stylists out there that are going through a hard time being closed, or not having many clients as of now – I’m sorry, and I DO believe, the second this world gets better, you’re going to be booming. Thank you for your services and obviously, we need you. We will need you even more when we’re all out in public and looking like that cat up above. YIKES.

Keeping this blog short, ’cause one – there isn’t more I can think of, and two – it’s Friday which could mean it’s Monday, we have no clue sometimes (or, ALL the time) However, if you are confused, it in fact is Friday. I’m going to go have a glass of wine, hang with the man of the household, and maybe find some cool show on Netflix to start binging. Or, just watch a really good movie.

To those that are asked to cut their loved one’s hair, do it, go for it, and good luck! To the receivers’ of that, I’m mostly sorry… but, like my sister said, it grows back. You’ll be charming no matter what, and the experience might just be something that you will look back and laugh at. If you don’t, well…yeah again, sorry.

As always, and with as much love,

Abby